I write reports from the comfort of my room. Today and exactly at this time is occurring weather phenomena that Heather has no recollection of having witnessed. The issue in question: a storm. Awesome, I have no-wind-idea-few-miles per hour, endless rain, fallen trees, branches that attack you when you go near them, the bridge that does not support more and is under water, the beach disappeared before the fierceness of the sea and threatening leak next to my pillow.
obviously does not take the bike today and went by bus to the paste. In the morning only a few drops were falling, the wind was quite strong. During the afternoon, closed the door and the wind whipped mercilessly, all right, I looked from my refuge como moved. However, the problem started when we finished, everyone in your car and pa 'home. Max, however, had to walk two blocks against (no recall) winds, I have no-idea-few-miles per hour. Raindrops punzeantes attacked in endless waves, the wind hit me intermittently flew my backpack on my back. Finally, to achieve it, come to the unhappy fate, I get the bus. The driver? The same garbage that is not what my bank pass.
When I get off the mic and started my journey up here, passing through places that did not recognize. Ducks were no longer under the mini bridge. In fact, the bridge was no longer on the water. Wind speed is accentuated in that pazadizo. In a moment doubt whether to go through there or walk twentymeters to cross a less risky place. Bold, eluded both wind and water just to get to what yesterday was the 74 steps, now converted into a large waterfall. However, I could stop (good for something I'm writing now.)
Well, and the video? The photos? No where, because the camera is dark and I would fly. So I'd rather stay up here and not on the beach again, until tomorrow when I go to paste. I hope that light will not cut before you see Family Guy and House Doctor.
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